I can’t believe I couldn’t find this photo on the blog already! This is what Duke used to do when we took him out and his paws got cold. He’d sit down, raise one paw, and wait for us to carry him home.
I’d always pick him up and rub his paw so it’d get warm faster. Sometimes he’d gently nip at me because I’m sure he didn’t want anyone touching his paw if it was hurting. It was never fierce enough to really hurt me. Just enough to say “please don’t do that.” But then he was ready to frolic through the snow again in no time!
(And of course we had tiny boots for him! He just hated wearing them, so we’d let him walk around barefoot and make sure we steered clear of any salt on the sidewalk. If he got too cold, we’d just carry him home and swaddle him in a towel ‘til he was warm again.)
